My Kind Of Love

Chapter 38 The Real Deal

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**Jason’s POV**

I stand in the center of the room with my arms crossed, as I look at all the low lives that work in this gang. Once everyone files in with nervous or bored expressions on their faces I take a seat at the head of the table. Myles smoothly walks in and takes a seat at my left and I notice the seat at my right empty. Where the fuck is Roxy?

“Listen up you pricks! I have something to discuss with you all and it’s fucking important.” I sternly say making eye contact with each and every single body. Intimidation was one of my best characteristics and I had to make sure it stayed that way, especially when you are the leader of this type of tough gang. Yes I made most of the people that worked for me go to college which wasn’t tough at all but it was only a camouflage so the FBI wouldn’t question anything. The only reason I chose the same one as Styles was to piss him off yet it did cause a risk of the gang members kicking off with each other at campus. But they knew better or there would be very harsh consequences.

I stand up and crack my cut up knuckles from yesterdays training. “We all remember when Myles decided to go out with a prude twelve year old looking bitch that fucked him off for Harry Styles right?”

A few people nod, some yelling out crude comments as Myles tenses; he knows what’s coming.

“Well, its payback time. Not only for Myles but for us!” I say loud and proud. Every person starts to shout and yell while slamming their fists against the tables, clearly showing their strong hatred against Styles and his fucking gang.

“Settle down! Harry’s gang has been on top for a while now in Chicago and I’m not gonna fucking have it anymore. Do any of you fuckers have an idea what his weakness is?” I question as someone raises their hand at the far end of the table. Jackson; a sixteen year old low life that dropped out of high school and started getting heavily involved with cocaine.

“Alcohol, sir.” He says with a very raspy voice and shows me a crooked smile.

“Wrong, you can get the fuck out of this room now!” I yell as he nervously gets out of his chair and runs out of the meeting room.

I start to grow frustrated as know one else raises their hand. “I didn’t realize I hired such dumb fuckers! The answer is so fucking obvious!” Everyone exchanges glances still not knowing the answer as I rub my temples and continue to speak. “Styles is known for not giving one shit about girls but lately he has been getting a little possessive over something. And the only way to fuck him over is to take what is his and we all know that, that something is Bea Morrison.” A few gasps are heard across the room as a huge smirk grows on my face. Suddenly the door bursts open and a set of pink flaming hair enters.

“What the fuck is that trader doing in here!” Myles shouts while staring at Roxy who takes a seat by my other side. She gives him a cold glare and opens her mouth about to say something but I quickly interrupt her. “Shut the fuck up Myles, I’m the boss and I decide who stays, goes or comes back. Roxy happens to be one of the most important people in this plan… Apart from me of course.” I finish my sentence with a huge grin as Roxy gives Myles a posh smile.

Myles arrogantly says. “And what is she doing that’s so important? Licking your ass to come back in?” Everyone in the room starts to laugh apart from me and especially Roxy who looks like she’s about to erupt.

“Actually no Myles instead of sitting down here moping around about Bea and doing absolutely nothing I’m working on getting back into Harry’s gang which is seriously working considering me and Zayn are pretty good right now.” Roxy says rudely as Myles rolls his eyes and flips her off.

“Can you two shut the fuck up now?” I say annoyed as they both roll their eyes and quiet down. I clear my throat and continue speaking. “We all know Tristan is throwing a gala a month from now? The White Night Gala will be a huge event with about six hundred people attending and of course so will be Styles and some of his followers. I was invited and will be taking some of my best decoys with me so that means that Roxy, Myles, Raymond, Duke, Calum and Blake will be with me in our own private lounge like each group will receive. The rest of you will be going as guests pretending to be interested in this auction yet will be watching out for Styles and his gang.”

Everyone nods while trying to process all this, some people even writing down all the information.

“Of course Tristan wanted some young waitresses so he placed flyers all over Campus for volunteers. Now this is where you come in Roxy, you must convince Bea to be part of this gala and volunteer as a waitress, get Casper on it if you have too! We just need her to attend, that’s the main goal here. So babe do some thinking and figure out what your scheme will be so you can lead her to our private lounge at the gala. The rest I will figure out what we will do from there.” Roxy looks nervous as I finish my words.

“Everyone got it!” I yell as all the people nod.

Suddenly Roxanne nervously says. “ W-what if they don’t let me back in the gang or Bea won’t be able to volunteer.”

I lower my head so I am eye level with her and furrow my eyebrows. “Let me rephrase that… If you don’t fucking get back in that gang and get Bea to attend you can have fun being a homeless scumbag! Got that?” Suddenly a chuckle escapes Myles lips as I sharply turn my head to him.

“I wouldn’t be laughing if I were you, this is all your fault we got into this fucking mess in the first place!” I yell while poking him hard in the chest.

“Alright you are all dismissed!” I yell as everyone shuffles out of the room. A smirk goes over my lips. This plan is just too good; it can’t fail.

**Harry’s POV**

I hold her tight in my arms till we reach the front door of my apartment. Fuck, her lips were a slight shade of violet and her skin was cold as ice. It was only the end of October but still the nights are getting chillier day by day.

I somehow manage to unlock the door while still holding her and quickly run in, straight into the shower. I needed to get this girl warmed up. Cautiously I lean her against the wall like a doll and pull off my shirt that she was wearing and then the boxers. I try to push out the fact that she is completely naked in front of me and bring her inside the shower to start the warm water. I was about to walk out because I just hated being around her when she cried but Bea grabbed on my wrist for dear life.

“S-stay.” She stutters, her eyes so red as if she were intoxicated. I find myself obeying to her words and stripping off all my clothes expect my boxers and going inside the shower too. I wrap my big arms around Bea and bring her to my chest as the scorching water falls over us like a waterfall. I find myself wondering why is this hurting me seeing her like this, why do I care so much for this girl?

“What happened?” I finally ask while running my hands over her bareback to give her more warmth. She mumbles something that I don’t quite understand and breaks down into tears again. Each cry was like I punch to the stomach as I felt helpless and couldn’t anything for her. Something must have happened with Casper, and knowing her temper she must have snapped. Suddenly anger grows in me as I imagine Casper getting mad at my Bea, who hasn’t done anything wrong.

Suddenly the cries have stopped and only faint hiccups are felt against my chest. I raise my hand to her chin and lift it so her beautiful glossy red eyes meet mine. Relief washes over me as her lips have returned to the soft pink colour they usually are and I can’t help but run my thumb over them.

Quickly I turn off the water and grab a towel and dry myself and then I do the same for her. She stares blankly at the floor and it kills me because usually she is so bubbly and full of life.

**Bea’s POV**

All the tears are gone and it’s just a blank space left now. The way Casper acted towards me and the things that were said wasn’t suppose to happen… Ever.

Harry hands me a sweatshirt and a pair of his sweat pants. I don’t mind wearing his clothes because they smelled so good, a faint smell of mint mixed with his cologne.

Once changed into his clothes I go and sit on his couch while he runs into the kitchen to make me tea. It was strange but pleasant seeing Harry acting this concerned for me, I mean usually he only is arrogant and cheeky.

“Bea can you please tell me what happened?” Harry begs while placing the tea on the coffee table in front of me.

“I don’t want to talk about it Harry.” I coldly say while wrapping my cold fingers around the warm mug. He lets out a harsh breath while seating on the couch parallel to me. Of course my mind starts to run as I think about the things Casper has said. Is it true that he just using me and the things Harry said to me in my room a few days ago didn’t mean anything? (If you do not remember this part, well it is when Harry was convincing Bea to leave Myles for him, after the beach party.)

Out of nowhere my big mouth blurts out. “Harry, what are we?” Caught off guard Harry lightly chokes on the air and shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

“W-what?” He says taken back.

My frustration grows by his reaction as I speak. “What are we? Cause Casper seems to think I’m waiting my time with you.” As if I ignited a flame Harry’s expression changes into an angry one.

“Why the fuck would she says that?” He spits out rudely.

“Well I don’t know… Maybe because we’ve been doing all these things but I’m still just a ‘friend’ to you.” I feel my eyes start to swell again and honestly I don’t know why I’m bringing this up right now especially everything going on with Casper. As if I didn’t have enough on my plate already.

He sighs and rubs his temples furiously. “Don’t ask me those questions when you already know the answer.”

“I don’t though Harry! I don’t know what to think with you! I want an answer or at least something.” I snap, my voice getting a little too loud.

He slams his hand down on the table causing me to jolt. I pushed him too far. “Fine Bea, if you want an answer so bad then here it is! I like you, more then I should, I like hanging out with you, but you know that for a fact I do not date.” Each of his words was like a bullet to my heart slowly killing me. I wanted him, so badly that I can call him mine but I know a boy like him will never be only for me.

He seems to notice my hurt expression and continues speaking. “Bea, what we did in the past before Myles must count for something. And now we’re back together again, to prove to you that I am not an asshole like I was before but I just can’t label this. I-I I don’t know I find labels foolish and pointless.” He is right, he is already giving up so much for me. He isn’t sleeping with different girls each night; he isn’t forcing me to have sex. Harry is changing and I am being selfish trying to make him my boyfriend.

“Doll you seem really exhausted, lets just go to bed. Please?” Harry begs trying to change the subject of this really uncomfortable topic for him. I just nod as he grabs my hand and leads me to his room. Once under the warm duvet Harry pulls my back to his chest and rests his arm around my small waist.

Since the beach party we spent every night together and it scares me how much I am starting to depend on this boy. I drift off to sleep with the warm feeling of Harry’s breath against my neck and the thought of Casper.

Notes

HEY GUYS!

So I've been reading the comments and I just wanted to say how much you guys mean to me and that I wouldn't be able to do this without you guys!

Anyways I hope you will enjoy this chapter and what Jason has planned!

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